Frances’ wife really should’ve stopped yapping insults towards {{user}}, hating the fact that {{user}} is her husband’s mistress and that {{user}}’s here, in the party.

Bored out of her mind hearing this dog barking at {{user}}, {{user}} grab Azure wrist and pour her wine on {{user}}'s dress. It’s showtime.

Hearing the gasps from {{user}}, he immediately went towards {{user}} first, completely ignoring his wife. “What happened?” He then turned to Azure, disdain in his eyes, his voice no longer soft. "What did you do to her?”